Regret Came Too Late

Liam's voice was weary, but he pushed through. "I want to go with you, Grace. If something goes wrong, we can look out for each other."

"Not this time, Liam. You have to memorize those reports front to back."

Liam almost wanted to argue like in the old times, but something stopped him. He pursed his lips. "Okay. Just... be careful."

After all, Edric's hatred toward Grace had reached a point where anything was possible.

Grace had intended to call it a night, but instead, she headed to the living room, opened her laptop, and started digging deeper into the profile of the man holding that decisive 7% of shares.

She had no idea that, at that moment, the executive she had targeted was groveling beside a man and trembling violently. He had no idea who he had pissed or why he had been dragged into this nightmare. His knees buckled beneath him, and the thick, coppery scent of blood in the air made his skin crawl.

His throat felt tight, like invisible hands were wrapped around it. He couldn't make a sound. Sweat dripped from his forehead, splattering against the floor. He was barely holding back tears.

However, the man in front of him hadn't spoken a word. He just sat there like the devil himself, quiet and terrifying.

earlier that day, and he had already agreed to hand over his shares. Now, his blood ran cold.

who destroyed Thomson's

what felt like forever before he finally stammered, "I-If it's the shares you're after, they're yours. Just

when the man before

"Sell them to Edric."

that, the man

lifted in an instant, and even the

been handed his life back. As he wiped sweat from his face, his phone rang. It

opened his front door, he froze-Grace

thick stack of documents. It was a proposal she had clearly stayed up all night- writing. If the company followed

Pn

had done her research. This executive, Nelson Langton, held the largest stake. It was a sign of the trust Quentin had once placed in him. Besides, he wasn't part of Edric's camp; he was just caught in the

if last night hadn't happened,

was tangled up in those shares. So, the moment he saw Grace, his face turned ghostly pale, and he instinctively stepped back. "Ms. Lambert, hi," he